Hades' POV

The rogues had been allowed into the pack and I counted them - they were fourteen. I had instructed those in charge of training wolves to train them well, as they had to be useful for my pack in exchange for their accommodation.

I walked across the field and gazed in the direction of the field where they were being trained, nodding my head slowly as though I was convinced they were truly learning from those masters.

I stopped by a big tree while I watched the kids play around the field. It was a lively moment to watch and I wished they were my kids. Though if...